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TOY FOIBLE
10/17/2003 @ 3:07am
By:
poeteye


Some think that, by owning “Status Mansion”
or being seen in fine designer dress
or that through their financial expansion,
They will somehow achieve true happiness.
It never quite happens ... always some hitch
that gives new meaning to the word “idle.”
They can never be wealthy, only rich;
they have it all, but they’re suicidal.
They say the one who dies with the most toys
wins, but possessions don’t make one life best
if they haven’t provided for life’s joys
or attained satisfaction, peace and rest.
Friendless, what’s the use of a social climb?
It’s pitiful and a waste of good time.
 
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